Mr. Jimmy Said - poem by Larry Blumen (free verse, pleasure, pain) - full page

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this poem you sent in
means nothing to me
it causes nothing
to rise up in my brain
of either pain or pleasure
nor any thought suggest
my mind in fact
is numb and stultified
after reading your poem  
I’m reduced to
an animal state of
primitive body functions—
breathing retching—
I’m incredibly angry
if you ever send in
another piece of shit
like this again
I will find you and
break the finger that
you type with

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About Larry Blumen

In a former life, I worked as a Syphilis Investigator. What else do you want to know?

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